Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 11 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.
My “Secret Subject” is: You're chosen to create a new superhero. What's the name and powers, his or her arch enemies, and love interest? Are they from D.C. Comics or Marvel? What type of personality do they have?
It was submitted by: http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/
After reading this, I think you will understand this character would be neither D.C. nor Marvel. She's kind of her own thing.
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"Sir?" President Chezpuf, hunched and defeated like always when alone, turned his gaze from the television and faced his chief of staff, the 30th man to have the job in the last year, Steven Segal, as he walked through the doorway.
"I have the file you requested, Mr. President."
"That's DOCTOR PROFESSOR MISTER PRESIDENT TO YOU, STEFAN."
"Right, sir. My apologies. Here's the file."
Segal moved to sit the file in front of the president, but Chezpuf stopped him with a wave of his hand, "you know I don't read these things. My words are the best words. Tremendous, tremendous words. I'm not reading anyone else's words. Don't make me fire you on Twitter, Stephanie."
"Sir, I told you when you hired me I can't read too good."
"And you think I'm going to listen to this whole thing?"
"Well, sir, it's a pretty detailed report on this woman. I think all this information is probably stuff you need to know to put a stop to it."
"Oh I will put a stop to her. I have a plan, a huge, huge plan. It will be the best plan to...wait, what are we talking about again?"
"...the file, sir. On Thundercunt. You know the woman terrorizing our congressmen, the one we have no plan on how to stop?"
"We don't have a plan, Sherman? Sad! FAKE NEWS."
Steven shook his head slowly. He knew it was bad when he took the job...maybe not this bad.
"Sir? Do you want the file?"
"Just give me the highlights, Sean."
"This woman goes by the name of Thundercunt. Her real name is Jenna McGary. She's 38, no record. She voted...well, she voted for Clint..."
"LOCK HER UP. LOCK HER UP. What would she want to vote for that loser for? I won the election by the biggest margin in our history. I had the best turnouts, the biggest crowds. We won. Does she know that?"
"Well. Yes, sir, she knows that. From what anyone can tell your winning actually fueled a rage in her so strong that it has mutated her cells."
"I won. I don't think she understands. If it wasn't for those 3 million illegal votes, we would have gotten the popular vote. We won. Has anyone tweeted that to her? What a plan. A great plan. Let me get on that right now. What's her twitter? Put this one in the history books. Trump beats the first super villian."
"She doesn't have Twitter. And you should know, sir, that Twitter is calling her a hero."
"For what? We won. She must watch too much fake news."
"Because she's been changing the minds of a lot of our Congressmen on key conservative issues."
"Ol' Killary must have paid her. I love that name. It's tremendous. Killary."
"That's the thing, sir. She wasn't really a Clinton supporter. It's all in the report if you want to read it."
"Smithers, I told you I don't read the son of a bitching reports. I'm a busy man."
Chezpuf grabbed his phone and immediately tweeted out "ISO: new chief of staff. Must be able to read."
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In a shadowy office on Capital Hill, Thundercunt was waiting for an opportunity to show herself. She knew Senator Zodiac was due to return from a "meeting" (ahem, a tryst with his mistress) any time. She passed the time reading the latest Post article about her.
"Thundercunt and Her Thunder Thighs of Doom Take Down Another Would-be Rapist with a Bright Future"
What a long ass title, she thinks. And a sad one. Bright future? Why should anyone give a shit about a rapist's future?! She feels the rage boiling up inside her again but keeps reading anyway.
"Police found another body in downtown Washington D.C. with an exploded head. Detectives were able to identify the man as 26 year old Jayonnaise Winchester. Winchester, a recent John Hopkins graduate, was about to begin his residency. Friends and family describe him as a bright young man who never met a stranger. His last Facebook update read, 'I. Love. Bitches.'
Witnesses say they walked into an alleyway after hearing a woman scream for help to find Mr. Winchester with his pants around his ankles holding a woman whose name has not been released to the press at this time against the wall. Before these two witnesses could intervene, both described a woman in a blood red and pink suit, a woman we have come to know as Thundercunt, running into the alley.
The witnesses state after pulling Mr. Winchester off the woman, she clapped her legs together near his head as in previous incidents emitting a concentrated sound wave or some kind of sonic boom, and his head exploded.
We will update the public as soon as more details are available."
She smiled to herself. When the system fails, you work outside it, right?
Just then the door opened. She held back despite the disgusting smirk on Senator Zodiac's face waiting until he closed the door and moved forward. He was too weak not to run if he saw her before she could block his path.
He crossed the office in complete security never once looking around to check things out. She waited until he was seated to approach.
"Congressman Zodiac, I don't believe we have had the pleasure of meeting face to face yet."
His head jerked up, and he let out a high pitched squeal not all that different from a frightened piglet. "I-i-i-it's you."
"Gosh, you are so smart. It's no wonder you're sitting here in this office, A congressman. And so ethical, too, what with you being fresh off a woman who isn't your wife who you want to deny birth control to even though I know for a fact you don't wear a condom on your little, and I do mean little, weekly sessions."
"Huhuhuhuhow...," he stammered but recovered quickly. "Get out of my fucking office, whore."
"Now is that any way to speak to a citizen of this great nation? A citizen who has a present for you?"
He tried to run, but she was too fast. One hand flew to her temple, the other low on her abdomen. With her social justice rage welling inside her cells, she pushed out with all her force hitting Senator Zodiac with her vagina-mind beam.
In almost an instant he was writhing on the floor, crying, pleading. "What did you do to me?"
"Oh that? I just sent you my gift--PMS, bloating, menstrual cramps, PCOS symptoms, and endometriosis pain. You don't have the right equipment, but until that wears off in about a month or so, you'll feel exactly what we feel. Every cramp, every stabbing pain, every migraine, i want you to remember birth control helps. Every time a doctor tells you its all in your head, think about the women you fuck over every time you vote. Think about the words preexisting condition. Think about it every time you vote. Or I'm coming back. Oh and by the way...your weekly visit? She's pregnant."
Thundercunt left him weeping on the floor begging for a hot water bottle and some Midol.
Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:
Baking In A Tornado http://www.bakinginatornado.com/2017/10/murder-by-text-secret-subject-swap.html
Cognitive Script https://cognitivescript.blogspot.com/2017/10/the-tired-worn-broken-aka-victorious.html
"Thundercunt and Her Thunder Thighs of Doom Take Down Another Would-be Rapist with a Bright Future"
What a long ass title, she thinks. And a sad one. Bright future? Why should anyone give a shit about a rapist's future?! She feels the rage boiling up inside her again but keeps reading anyway.
"Police found another body in downtown Washington D.C. with an exploded head. Detectives were able to identify the man as 26 year old Jayonnaise Winchester. Winchester, a recent John Hopkins graduate, was about to begin his residency. Friends and family describe him as a bright young man who never met a stranger. His last Facebook update read, 'I. Love. Bitches.'
Witnesses say they walked into an alleyway after hearing a woman scream for help to find Mr. Winchester with his pants around his ankles holding a woman whose name has not been released to the press at this time against the wall. Before these two witnesses could intervene, both described a woman in a blood red and pink suit, a woman we have come to know as Thundercunt, running into the alley.
The witnesses state after pulling Mr. Winchester off the woman, she clapped her legs together near his head as in previous incidents emitting a concentrated sound wave or some kind of sonic boom, and his head exploded.
We will update the public as soon as more details are available."
She smiled to herself. When the system fails, you work outside it, right?
Just then the door opened. She held back despite the disgusting smirk on Senator Zodiac's face waiting until he closed the door and moved forward. He was too weak not to run if he saw her before she could block his path.
He crossed the office in complete security never once looking around to check things out. She waited until he was seated to approach.
"Congressman Zodiac, I don't believe we have had the pleasure of meeting face to face yet."
His head jerked up, and he let out a high pitched squeal not all that different from a frightened piglet. "I-i-i-it's you."
"Gosh, you are so smart. It's no wonder you're sitting here in this office, A congressman. And so ethical, too, what with you being fresh off a woman who isn't your wife who you want to deny birth control to even though I know for a fact you don't wear a condom on your little, and I do mean little, weekly sessions."
"Huhuhuhuhow...," he stammered but recovered quickly. "Get out of my fucking office, whore."
"Now is that any way to speak to a citizen of this great nation? A citizen who has a present for you?"
He tried to run, but she was too fast. One hand flew to her temple, the other low on her abdomen. With her social justice rage welling inside her cells, she pushed out with all her force hitting Senator Zodiac with her vagina-mind beam.
In almost an instant he was writhing on the floor, crying, pleading. "What did you do to me?"
"Oh that? I just sent you my gift--PMS, bloating, menstrual cramps, PCOS symptoms, and endometriosis pain. You don't have the right equipment, but until that wears off in about a month or so, you'll feel exactly what we feel. Every cramp, every stabbing pain, every migraine, i want you to remember birth control helps. Every time a doctor tells you its all in your head, think about the women you fuck over every time you vote. Think about the words preexisting condition. Think about it every time you vote. Or I'm coming back. Oh and by the way...your weekly visit? She's pregnant."
Thundercunt left him weeping on the floor begging for a hot water bottle and some Midol.
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| a little visual of TC my son and i worked on together |
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Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:
Baking In A Tornado http://www.bakinginatornado.com/2017/10/murder-by-text-secret-subject-swap.html
Cognitive Script https://cognitivescript.blogspot.com/2017/10/the-tired-worn-broken-aka-victorious.html
The Blogging 911 http://theblogging911.com/blog
The Lieber Family Blog http://www.thelieberfamily.com/2017/10/head-versus-heart.html
The Bergham Chronicles https://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com/2017/10/no-regerts-secretsubjectswap.html
Southern Belle Charm http://www.southernbellecharm.com
Bookworm in the Kitchen http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/
Never Ever Give Up Hope http://batteredhope.blogspot.com
TaylorLife http://www.TaylorLife.com
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com
Climaxed http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com
Laughed through this whole story, so creative. Don't tell anyone but I do kinda wish your protagonist were real.
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha! If only it were true!
ReplyDeleteLOLOL LOVE the superhero name! Awesome story and more power to women!
ReplyDeleteYou go, Thundercunt!! Can I call you that?!?
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